Escape
Chapter 34
***Matt's POV***
I jolted awake from a nightmare, the same nightmare I always had about Morgan since the day we started dating. There was sweat dripping down the side of my face. I slowly lowered myself back onto the pillow, sighing deeply.
I laid there with my hands over my face, as I heard a faint beeping coming from the nightstand; Morgan's phone. I quickly reached over and answered it.
"Hello?" I answered, still half asleep.
"Matt?" A voice whispered, it sounded like Morgan's. Her voice was so soft.
"Morgan?" I said in shock.
"Yeah" She whispered back, I could tell she was crying. She always talked fast and quietly when she was.
"Oh my gosh, Morgan, honey, are you okay? where are you?" I asked her eagerly wanting to find her.
"I'm-" She started to answer but before she could answer the line crackled and there was a thud.
"I'm at my …-" She began to say, the last word was muffled. Andrew had gotten to her, I could hear him talking since the phone wasn't hung up, "What do you think you're doing" He snapped as I heard a slap followed by a yelp of pain. What was he doing to her.
"MORGAN!" I yelled.
"Get in the corner" I could hear him commanded harshly.
I was so close to knowing where she was, I thought to myself.
I sat with the phone against my ear, to lazy to hang it up when Andrew's voice came over the line and said, "Oh well"
"YOU'RE NOT GOING TO WIN" I screamed over the line.
The call had ended.
I quickly got up, grabbing a shirt from the end of the bed, along with some jeans and throwing them on. It was 4am but I didn't care, I couldn't sleep. I had to do something.
I walked down the narrow staircase and stood outside Brian's room and pounded on the door.
No response.
I sighed loudly and continued to walk down stairs.
"Hey" Jimmy said behind me.
"What are you doing up?" I asked as I kept walking.
"Can't sleep, how about you?" He replied.
"Can't sleep, and I just got a call from Morgan" I rubbed my eyes trying to wake myself up. I poured a glass of water and sat down at the kitchen table.
"She called you?" Jimmy looked slightly confused.
"Yeah for like 2 seconds, she sounded so scared, and.. she started to say where she was but didn't finish." I swirled the water around in my drink as I talked.
"Why didn't she finish" Jimmy asked.
"Andrew" I said faintly as a tear slipped from my eye, "I'm sorry" I said as I quickly wiped it away.
Jimmy reached out his hand and placed it on my shoulder, "You're going to find her Matt, I know it"
"How" I asked hopelessly.
"Because I said so, you're going to follow your gut and you'll find her." He said reassuringly.
"Okay" I said as more tears spilled down my face, "I-I'm just afraid that when I do… it will be too late"
"Then you better start listening to that gut of yours" Jimmy replied.
He always knew exactly what to say.
I looked up to see Brian walking towards us, "Can't sleep?" Jimmy asked.
"Yeah" He yawned.
"Join the club" I sighed.
He pulled up a chair across from me.
"Morgan called me" I exhaled.
"What!" Brian's eyes widened.
"She was about to tell me where she was then Andrew took the phone" I groaned.
"That son of a bitch" Brian growled in a whisper.
"Do you have any idea where she is?" He asked hopefully.
"No, but she said 'my' before the last muffled word." I said as a light bulb clicked on in my head, "My house!" I yelled excitedly, "She's at her house!" I started to run upstairs to grab my jacket since it was down pouring outside.
"Let's go find her then" Brian suggested.
"I think I should do this alone" I admitted, Brian's face filled with sorrow.
"No i'm coming with you" He insisted.
"Brian, I really- i'm sorry it's just I already might of lost my girlfriend I don't want to lose my best friend too"
"Fine, do what you gotta do" He pulled me into a quick hug as I ran out in the pouring rain and started the ignition of her Jeep.
I turned on the radio, Morgan had a mix tape in the CD player and Seize the Day started playing, it fit the situation perfectly.
I sang along to my lyrics as I drove through the storm towards Andover.
I found you here, now please just stay for a while
I can move on with you around
I hand you my mortal life, but will it be forever?
I'd do anything for a smile, holding you 'til our time is done
We both know the day will come, but I don't want to leave you
I see my vision burn, I feel my memories fade with time
But I'm too young to worry (a melody, a memory, or just one picture)
***Morgan's POV***
I sat in the corner of the dark dingy room with the rope tied around my wast, wrists and to the chair. My back and head throbbed with pain. I squirmed around in attempt to loosed the rope. It loosened slightly as I was able to slip my good arm out of it, and them my bad arm.
I untangled myself from the rope and limped upstairs. My clothes were ripped, and I was freezing. I climbed up the stairs careful not to make them creak. I slowly pushed the door open and peered around the dim living room, the coast was clear.
I tiptoed through, arriving at the entryway to the kitchen, my next destination. The only thoughts clouding my mind were Where the hell was Andrew? and Why do I have to live in a goddamn mansion?
Growing up I watched way to many Criminal Minds episodes, I kept thinking that at any second Andrew would appear around the corner ready to attack me.
I walked to the sink and turned it on a drip. I wiped off my face which was covered in dirt, blot, sweat and salt from my tears. The cold water felt soothing.
As I turned around I saw a shadow floating down the hallway, I swiftly ran over to the opposite wall hoping that Andrew wouldn't enter the kitchen. I breathed heavily, my chest rising up and down.
His footsteps got closer and closer. I wish this all would just end, I thought as I prepared to face my doom. Andrew slowly rounded the corner and entered the kitchen he hadn't seen me yet, thankfully. He kept walking towards the fridge and I slowly crawled backwards.
I kept crawling then I crawled backwards into a table and an old picture of me fell off of it and crashed to the floor.
Andrew spun around and glared at me straight in the eye.
He ran towards me, I tried to run but I couldn't go anywhere. My vision blurred. My feet wouldn't let me move. Andrew ran up towards me and grabbed my wrists pulling me backward.
I freed myself from his grasp and ran towards the kitchen grabbing the first and largest knife I saw. I held it up, "Don't come any closer" I panted desperately, the knife shaking in my hand and shining in the dim like that was coming through the window.
Andrew smoothly wrapped his arm around my neck. I gasped for air. I couldn't breath. I brought my hands to his forearm and grasped it trying to get him to release. He grabbed the knife from me and held it out in front of me.
I squirmed some more. Oh my god. This was the end.
"Goodbye" He whispered in my ear.
I jolted awake from a nightmare, the same nightmare I always had about Morgan since the day we started dating. There was sweat dripping down the side of my face. I slowly lowered myself back onto the pillow, sighing deeply.
I laid there with my hands over my face, as I heard a faint beeping coming from the nightstand; Morgan's phone. I quickly reached over and answered it.
"Hello?" I answered, still half asleep.
"Matt?" A voice whispered, it sounded like Morgan's. Her voice was so soft.
"Morgan?" I said in shock.
"Yeah" She whispered back, I could tell she was crying. She always talked fast and quietly when she was.
"Oh my gosh, Morgan, honey, are you okay? where are you?" I asked her eagerly wanting to find her.
"I'm-" She started to answer but before she could answer the line crackled and there was a thud.
"I'm at my …-" She began to say, the last word was muffled. Andrew had gotten to her, I could hear him talking since the phone wasn't hung up, "What do you think you're doing" He snapped as I heard a slap followed by a yelp of pain. What was he doing to her.
"MORGAN!" I yelled.
"Get in the corner" I could hear him commanded harshly.
I was so close to knowing where she was, I thought to myself.
I sat with the phone against my ear, to lazy to hang it up when Andrew's voice came over the line and said, "Oh well"
"YOU'RE NOT GOING TO WIN" I screamed over the line.
The call had ended.
I quickly got up, grabbing a shirt from the end of the bed, along with some jeans and throwing them on. It was 4am but I didn't care, I couldn't sleep. I had to do something.
I walked down the narrow staircase and stood outside Brian's room and pounded on the door.
No response.
I sighed loudly and continued to walk down stairs.
"Hey" Jimmy said behind me.
"What are you doing up?" I asked as I kept walking.
"Can't sleep, how about you?" He replied.
"Can't sleep, and I just got a call from Morgan" I rubbed my eyes trying to wake myself up. I poured a glass of water and sat down at the kitchen table.
"She called you?" Jimmy looked slightly confused.
"Yeah for like 2 seconds, she sounded so scared, and.. she started to say where she was but didn't finish." I swirled the water around in my drink as I talked.
"Why didn't she finish" Jimmy asked.
"Andrew" I said faintly as a tear slipped from my eye, "I'm sorry" I said as I quickly wiped it away.
Jimmy reached out his hand and placed it on my shoulder, "You're going to find her Matt, I know it"
"How" I asked hopelessly.
"Because I said so, you're going to follow your gut and you'll find her." He said reassuringly.
"Okay" I said as more tears spilled down my face, "I-I'm just afraid that when I do… it will be too late"
"Then you better start listening to that gut of yours" Jimmy replied.
He always knew exactly what to say.
I looked up to see Brian walking towards us, "Can't sleep?" Jimmy asked.
"Yeah" He yawned.
"Join the club" I sighed.
He pulled up a chair across from me.
"Morgan called me" I exhaled.
"What!" Brian's eyes widened.
"She was about to tell me where she was then Andrew took the phone" I groaned.
"That son of a bitch" Brian growled in a whisper.
"Do you have any idea where she is?" He asked hopefully.
"No, but she said 'my' before the last muffled word." I said as a light bulb clicked on in my head, "My house!" I yelled excitedly, "She's at her house!" I started to run upstairs to grab my jacket since it was down pouring outside.
"Let's go find her then" Brian suggested.
"I think I should do this alone" I admitted, Brian's face filled with sorrow.
"No i'm coming with you" He insisted.
"Brian, I really- i'm sorry it's just I already might of lost my girlfriend I don't want to lose my best friend too"
"Fine, do what you gotta do" He pulled me into a quick hug as I ran out in the pouring rain and started the ignition of her Jeep.
I turned on the radio, Morgan had a mix tape in the CD player and Seize the Day started playing, it fit the situation perfectly.
I sang along to my lyrics as I drove through the storm towards Andover.
I found you here, now please just stay for a while
I can move on with you around
I hand you my mortal life, but will it be forever?
I'd do anything for a smile, holding you 'til our time is done
We both know the day will come, but I don't want to leave you
I see my vision burn, I feel my memories fade with time
But I'm too young to worry (a melody, a memory, or just one picture)
***Morgan's POV***
I sat in the corner of the dark dingy room with the rope tied around my wast, wrists and to the chair. My back and head throbbed with pain. I squirmed around in attempt to loosed the rope. It loosened slightly as I was able to slip my good arm out of it, and them my bad arm.
I untangled myself from the rope and limped upstairs. My clothes were ripped, and I was freezing. I climbed up the stairs careful not to make them creak. I slowly pushed the door open and peered around the dim living room, the coast was clear.
I tiptoed through, arriving at the entryway to the kitchen, my next destination. The only thoughts clouding my mind were Where the hell was Andrew? and Why do I have to live in a goddamn mansion?
Growing up I watched way to many Criminal Minds episodes, I kept thinking that at any second Andrew would appear around the corner ready to attack me.
I walked to the sink and turned it on a drip. I wiped off my face which was covered in dirt, blot, sweat and salt from my tears. The cold water felt soothing.
As I turned around I saw a shadow floating down the hallway, I swiftly ran over to the opposite wall hoping that Andrew wouldn't enter the kitchen. I breathed heavily, my chest rising up and down.
His footsteps got closer and closer. I wish this all would just end, I thought as I prepared to face my doom. Andrew slowly rounded the corner and entered the kitchen he hadn't seen me yet, thankfully. He kept walking towards the fridge and I slowly crawled backwards.
I kept crawling then I crawled backwards into a table and an old picture of me fell off of it and crashed to the floor.
Andrew spun around and glared at me straight in the eye.
He ran towards me, I tried to run but I couldn't go anywhere. My vision blurred. My feet wouldn't let me move. Andrew ran up towards me and grabbed my wrists pulling me backward.
I freed myself from his grasp and ran towards the kitchen grabbing the first and largest knife I saw. I held it up, "Don't come any closer" I panted desperately, the knife shaking in my hand and shining in the dim like that was coming through the window.
Andrew smoothly wrapped his arm around my neck. I gasped for air. I couldn't breath. I brought my hands to his forearm and grasped it trying to get him to release. He grabbed the knife from me and held it out in front of me.
I squirmed some more. Oh my god. This was the end.
"Goodbye" He whispered in my ear.
9/15/13